conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

a prayer...

Thanks to you ever, O gentle Christ,
That you have raised me freely from the black
And from the darkness of last night
To the kindly night of this day.

Praise to you, O God of all creatures,
According to each life you have poured on me,
My desire, my word, my sense, my repute,
My thought, my deed, my way, my fame.